Bruised Inside and Out

Chapter Two

Hi guys so here's the second chapter to the story, I will be honest it may be confronting to some people and has strong language. Please vote and let me know your thoughts. There is much more to come... Enjoy :)

Chapter Two

School past by without any dramas, and no one mentioned the embarrassment from the day before to my relief.

After school Channy and I were sitting on her bed deciding what we were going to wear to this party the following night. I had decided on a peach coloured batwing dress with a set of cream heels and we had both agreed I should curl my hair. Channy couldn’t decide, but no matter what she wore she always looked stunning no matter what, she has natural blonde hair that fell in curls and big blue eyes and had the perfect body, I was sometimes so jealous of her looking so pretty without any effort like me. I wasn’t ugly and could look quite pretty when I was dressed up, but my mousy coloured hair always needed straightening and I was thin but wished I had  bigger boobs. I didn’t have a high self-esteem but it all branched from my childhood.

Ding…

Channy’s phone hadn’t stopped going off since we walked home from school.

“OMG!” screamed Channy

“Adam, wants to know if you are still single!”

“Oh Chan, please just tell him I’m seeing someone” I begged her, he was shady that boy.

“Lexi, it will do you good to have abit of fun, why not give into him, he’s not as bad as you think”

“Not gonna happen!” I snapped.

Channy was typing back one her phone, with a cheeky smirk on her face.

“what are you writing !” I exclaimed trying to snatch her phone from her hand.

“Nothing, I swear’ she smirked snatching it away from my grip.

“You bitch, I swear I’ll hurt you if you have encouraged him”

“Who me, do something like that? Never!” she laughed as I threw a pillow at her head.

Channy jumped up and pulled out a black strapless dress with sequins all over and said  "yep this is what Im wearing", she was going to look a million dollars as usual.

Mrs Sloan came in and asked if I was staying over, and said that I’d better go let my mum know.

Channy and I ran across the paddock to my place and before I could even reach the step I knew my dad had been at the pub after work. I could hear him yelling at my mum, “You dumb slut, this food tastes like shit” Smash, I knew he’d thrown his plate at her. I told Channy to wait down the side of the house, she begged me not to go in, but no way was I going to let my mum be on her own, as scared as I was, I always stood up for my mum. I snuck inside and walked down the hall to kitchen, there in the hall was the plate of spaghetti bolognese that had hit the wall and smashed. He was such a jerk, at times I wished he would just leave, we all hated him. I had no idea why my mum would choose to stay with someone as violent and horrible as this man. I wondered was he always like this, if so why did she marry him.

“ Cook me some fucking dinner, I’m not eating that shit!”

“That’s all I have Karl, I haven’t done grocery shopping this week”

“What have you been doing all week, you lazy bitch?”  Yelled my dad

Tears were running down my mums face.

“We didn’t have enough money Karl, Im sorry”

“Well theres no fucking good being sorry, go out and get a job”